I sent my twin shadow into the far off wind. Mt. Jumbo rolling along in October up the Rattlesnake in the middle of it all. I was too young to be a healer but the news was pressing me. Consulting the cloud chart—“a change in weather seldom comes as a surpriseto those who know the meaning of nature’s warning signs.”

Saw the bones of the earth and the blood of the land falling, falling, down to thealtostratus (translucidus) on horseback. The sun appeared to be behind frosted glass. Called my animals around me—the calico, Tristeza, a fat ewe, her lamb, Cookie. There was Bup (part poodle), Shumagin & Moonshine (husky and grey tabby), Cherrip, the teddy bear hamster, in his plastic ball—held a conference of the world. For the world. For the wind and sky.